Testo: Atmosphere. When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold. Puppets.

I know a guy with a rockstar life
but he still dont fly so hes mad at the sky
sits me down and kicks his wisdom
hes been around now give him a listen
seems like hes gotta lotta complaints bout now-a-days things aint the same
used to play some faith in the basement
a toast for the sky and those kids that he came with
cause they all on the same shit based on cutdown _
uptown stay strong
dont ever do a dance with the devil now
that smile is a sign that you're sellin out
judgement, gossip, ethics, lets just exploit all this excess
you can feel how he feels
to walk around town lookin down from them tall heels.
and who needs fame or fortune when you get the same love that the fame is snortin
future, so afraid of yours as you strayed from the course and you came up short
believe he would have more credibility if he wasnt just another drunk pill junkie
its obvious to me that hes still hungry for the superstars a little bad lucky
go ahead and get mad at god
point your fingers at your dad and at santa claus
listen all of yall its a sabatoge wouldnt look so bad with the bandage off

it goes one for the bar tab, two for the shot, lets go to your car, do another line
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess
one for the bass, two for the drums, last call gonna take whatever comes
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess.

i think its great how you used to be great
i cant hate on how you choose to relate
but i know that you had the potential
i understand why you wanted to let go
a lot of pressure in the middle of those shoulders
and we aint gettin nothin but older
aint nothin change but the day we run from
but nobody knows it better than you huh?

one for the bar tab, two for the shot, lets go to your car, do another line
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess
one for the bass, two for the drums, last call gonna take whatever comes
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess.

one for the bar tab, two for the shot, lets go to your car, do another line
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess
one for the bass, two for the drums, last call gonna take what ever comes
barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess.

barely trust em, they're all puppets, love is nothin scared of sucess